Chapter 171: Hotel, Cocktail, Bikini, Massage, Part 4

“Aaaaaah!”

Hayoon screamed.

“Whoa!”

The scream startled Hong Seo-hyun awake, and she rushed towards the source.

She wasn’t stupid; she instinctively knew Hayoon had remembered last night’s events and was screaming out of shame and regret.

To avoid being reported later, she needed to explain herself properly.

Otherwise, she risked being socially ostracized as a s*x offender.

Famous Vtuber H, sexually assaults fellow Vtuber and CEO M after getting her drunk…

That kind of headline might even appear on Instagram news. Her reputation was at stake.

“Ah, ahhh…!”

As Hong Seo-hyun approached, Hayoon shrieked again and backed away. It wasn’t out of fear.

It was entirely Hong Seo-hyun’s fault. While Hong Seo-hyun’s breasts were modest, at best a large A or small B cup, they still… jiggled when she ran naked.

Well, “jiggled” was an exaggeration. They… swayed.

And Hayoon, having been subjected to various… activities last night while too drunk to resist, was now extremely sensitive to such displays.

“Huh…?”

“What… what is it…”

Hayoon, naked and cowering on the bathroom tiles, her E-cup breasts covered by her hands and her modesty precariously shielded by a bent leg, was an undeniably alluring sight.

The urge to pounce was overwhelming.

And then, Hong Seo-hyun noticed something strange.

‘Hayoon isn’t usually like this, is she?’

The Hayoon she remembered was always assertive.

If Hong Seo-hyun suggested sleeping together, Hayoon would casually climb into bed in her underwear, unfazed by others’ opinions.

If Hong Seo-hyun asked for a kiss, Hayoon would readily oblige, even taking the lead.

That’s why Hong Seo-hyun had willingly relinquished control.

It was difficult to maintain dominance over someone so charismatic. She had chosen the path of least resistance, opting for closeness instead.

‘Was I overthinking things?’

Looking back, she realized Hayoon might not be so different from her after all.

Hong Seo-hyun was, in a way, a glass cannon.

She lacked the confidence to withstand Hayoon’s advances, so she had simply given up control, seeking comfort in submission.

But the Hayoon before her now…

‘Why is she acting like me?’

…bore a striking resemblance to Hong Seo-hyun before she had relinquished control.

And that meant…

Hayoon’s defenses were just as fragile as hers.

She had simply given up too easily, leading to years of unrequited longing.

If Hong Seo-hyun had maintained control and pressed her advantage, she wouldn’t have had to worry about losing Hayoon to someone like Choi Arin, who was incapable of a true back-and-forth dynamic!

Hayoon would have been hers alone!

“Ah!”

The realization hit Hong Seo-hyun like a ton of bricks.

Her own timidity had cost her the opportunity to dominate their relationship.

Three years had passed with no progress, their relationship stagnant.

“Ah, ah…? What? What is it?”

But that stagnation was over. Today, Hong Seo-hyun would assert her dominance over Hayoon.

“D-don’t come any closer… I said don’t come any closer… Explain what happened. What did you do to my body? What did you do? Huh?”

“Hey.”

This wasn’t a metaphor. Literally, Hong Seo-hyun would be on top.

Their relationship had begun with Hong Seo-hyun taking the initiative.

There was nothing wrong with returning to her roots. She was simply asserting her authority as the older one.

Even if that authority was primarily expressed in the bedroom…

“It’s me, Hayoon.”

“D-don’t come any closer…”

“It’s me.”

Besides, Hayoon had freely taken liberties with Hong Seo-hyun’s lips when she had been in control.

She was simply returning the favor. What was wrong with that?

You reap what you sow.

Hayoon, startled, stumbled backward, falling to the floor.

“Ouch…”

Her attempt to cover herself was ruined.

She landed with her legs splayed in an M-shape, rubbing her head where it had hit the tiles.

Hong Seo-hyun seized the opportunity, pouncing on Hayoon.

“I arranged this whole thing because I wanted to get closer to you, but you got drunk and passed out last night?”

“Th-that’s a lie…!”

It happened in an instant.

Their naked bodies intertwined, their private parts and breasts pressing against each other.

Hong Seo-hyun pinned Hayoon beneath her, leaving Hayoon with no room to move.

She couldn’t overpower Hong Seo-hyun, and honestly, after having kissed before, pushing her away now, even though they were naked, felt overly dramatic.

She was simply flustered by the suddenness of the situation.

But then, she regained her composure.

“I-I remember everything, okay? I was drunk, but I didn’t just pass out. You put me in a swimsuit, and then you put some weird oil on me and massaged me, and then we took a bath together. Huh? That’s what happened!”

She refuted Hong Seo-hyun’s claim with surprising clarity.

But…

“So?”

“Huh?”

“So, Hayoon. What? What are you going to do about it?”

Hong Seo-hyun had been planning this for months, even learning massage techniques, all to seduce Hayoon.

Now that she realized Hayoon was just as vulnerable as she was, there was no reason to back down.

‘If I push her, she’ll submit, just like I did. We’re the same.’

She firmly believed that if she pressed her advantage, Hayoon’s resolve would crumble, just as hers had in the past.

She wrapped her arms around Hayoon’s back, holding her tight.

Hayoon was already pinned, unable to escape, but this added physical restraint amplified her psychological distress.

“If you remember everything from last night, then doing this isn’t such a big deal, is it? Or are you secretly begging for more? Why are you emphasizing what happened last night?”

“Th-that’s not it…”

“Then what?”

It was a cruel tactic.

Hong Seo-hyun wasn’t looking for an answer; she was trying to create anxiety by questioning Hayoon’s responses.

The person before her was unreasonable.

She wanted to instill a sense of fear, a fear of the unknown.

People were more likely to give up when they were afraid. Even a small amount of fear could be useful.

“…”

Hayoon, feeling defeated, turned her head away.

She knew arguing was pointless.

Hong Seo-hyun was determined to have her way, pinning her down naked in the middle of the bathroom.

Reason wouldn’t work with someone like this.

She could try to use her size advantage to overpower Hong Seo-hyun, but…

‘We’re not fighting. What’s the point?’

Hayoon didn’t have the will to resist.

It felt like she was being forced, but it wasn’t truly non-consensual.

This was just… a different kind of play.

And honestly, she was curious about… experiences between women.

‘Well, I was aiming for a cute, innocent, high-school-romance kind of vibe, but Hong Seo-hyun clearly wants more than that…’

And relationships couldn’t be one-sided.

She had been the one flirting with various women, so perhaps it was fair to indulge Hong Seo-hyun’s desires this time.

That’s what she thought.

Turning her head away was a silent signal: I give up. Do what you want.

And Hong Seo-hyun…

“R-really… Can I do whatever I want?”

…her resolve wavered, and she questioned Hayoon.

She understood Hayoon’s intentions, but she was still surprised.

She had been at Hayoon’s mercy ever since relinquishing control. She hadn’t expected to regain dominance so easily.

Then…

“You said you were my unnie, that you wanted this. So I’m letting you. Are you scared now? Huh?”

Hayoon’s words, laced with subtle sarcasm, struck a nerve.

Honestly, Hayoon knew Hong Seo-hyun had gotten her drunk on purpose.

She hadn’t known for sure, but now, it was undeniable. She had been feeling a bit resentful, and she had wanted to see how Hong Seo-hyun would react.

“Hey.”

“…?”

Hong Seo-hyun’s expression turned fierce. She stood up.

“Get on the bed.”

She pointed to the bed.

“Wh-what…?”

“What, you can’t do it now? Are you scared?”

Slightly flustered, Hayoon found her own words thrown back at her.

“N-no! I’m not scared!”

She defiantly climbed onto the bed and lay down, spread-eagled. Bring it on, her posture seemed to say.

She had lost. In a battle of glass cannons, the first strike always wins.